The Red Fort of Katol Road

Where success is written as a legacy,
amongst butterflies that float and birds that hum.

This is the centre of learning and growth,
and for future leaders, their sole abode.
It is none other than IMT Nagpur,
The Red fort of Katol Road.

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Beyond Limits

A B-school provides you exposure which no other educational institution can provide. Guest lectures, industrial visits, presentations, case studies and much more provide meaningful insights into the business world that a student manager will face in the future.

The Roaring Melody

One could easily tell that she knew she was the queen of this jungle. There was a pack of deer on the other side of the dusty road. We waited there for about 20 minutes but nothing happened. She gave us a brief look, ignored us, as if we were part of the landscape.

Law of Attraction

It’s hard for us to imagine that our thoughts which are intangible, can reap tangible benefits. It’s amazing how there is a period of slack between what we need and what manifests. Along these lines, we can hindsight our decision and recognise in the event that we truly need it. Envision a situation where you want a pet lion and it turns into a reality.

The Other Side of Amnesia

To forget each day the name of my favourite song.
To drown in amnesia, to un-know the reality of a new dawn
I am a man who ceases to be
Yet ceases to cease in this beautiful excuse called life.

Much Beyond

“The joy in our hearts and on our faces is irreplaceable when someone praises us for what we excel in, wouldn’t it be amazing standing next to someone half your age and failing so as to get to learn something you do not already possess?

Clean Slates

She was tired of being stuck in this downward spiral that was holding her back from achieving anything at all. She needed to find her inner strength, the will to fight, pull out the urge to get through this, from the deepest core of her heart. She was far too determined this time. Nothing could stop her. She knew, she believed that the next time she stood up, it would be to never fall down again. She put back all her pieces, like every other time, but this time she knew it would be the last.

Retrospection

This is something imperative for the new generation (in which I’m also a part of). We tend to overlook the past very effortlessly because of the happiness (materialistic or otherwise) showered upon us by our parents. Hence, we fail to remember the struggle they went through and all the minute things they did to give all that we have today without presenting a single sign of abhorrence. We might never understand their great effort but, looking back we can appreciate them and make us more responsible and accountable.

Needs and Desires

There, a glass of water; here, high-end wine

There, a burning candle; here, a sparkling chandelier

Needs; Desires

Theirs; Ours.

The Little Pink Diary

The little pink diary was inked with the scribbled stories of people she met, experiences she had, things she learned. She wrote like never before, her scribbles were like inspiring stories. The little diary was the answer to “I don’t know what to do in life”.

Everything Affects Everything!

Even though the reviews seemed positive, there was something common in their remarks. They said, “Hannah was a dumb person.” After which I realized that I thought the same thing while watching the series. I believed it was stupid of her to commit silly mistakes and to top it all, make creepy tapes about those incidents. Dumb! Yeah, she was.

The Sin

No, it was not just her mere poised body. It was like a goddess sitting there, some fairy whose aroma, charm, mystery makes you swallow your spit. And your body can feel that saliva going down through your food pipe, giving you shrills, making you want to jump from the highest mountain from where the fountain flows, to being lost in that fog where the god resides.

She made me uncomfortable…